The Heavenly Dipper Sacred Sect ultimately couldn’t hold on, falling beneath the feet of the Eternal Sect disciples.

However.

Though defeated, they were glorious!

Because after the duel ended, most of the Eternal Sect disciples’ breathing was slightly rapid—clearly they had fought very immersively, fought very satisfyingly.

“Thanks for the match.”

Li Qingyang cupped his fists, his face showing a friendly smile.

“Thanks… thanks for the match!”

The lead Heavenly Dipper Sacred Sect disciple lying on the ground cupped his fists with difficulty.

The Heavenly Dipper formation’s various transformations couldn’t affect this group of Eternal Sect disciples, so these sect disciples were defeated with complete conviction.

“Hahaha, won again!” Cheers erupted from within Qingyang Commandery.

Yesterday defeating a third-rate sect didn’t feel like much. Today defeating a first-rate sect, that sensory stimulation immediately returned!

“Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master!”

“Quick! Quick! Pinch his philtrum!”

“Whoosh whoosh—”

After the simplest emergency treatment, Yi Tianxing suddenly jumped up from his chair, his facial expression constantly changing, finally squatting on the ground covering his face: “Won another first-rate sect—this isn’t a fluke, this isn’t a fluke!”

Elder Zhen and Elder Zhou could understand the nearly crazed pavilion master.

After all, initially they thought the Eternal Sect breaking through the curse to advance to the second round would be enough. Now not only had they far exceeded requirements, they had also successively defeated two first-rate sects.

At the next Authentication Hall higher-ups meeting.

The pavilion master would definitely hold his head high, definitely be full of spirit!

…

“Everyone!”

Just then, the projection array light screen displayed that long-missed handsome face: “These are my Eternal Sect disciples. They used their strength to prove that even though first-rate sects are strong, as long as you cultivate at the Eternal Sect, you can still create miracles!”

The sect bosses were bewildered.

Wasn’t this guy being watched by ten Martial Emperors? How did he fly up again!

Swish!

Everyone simultaneously lowered their heads.

Ten burly, muscular men were frozen in place, surroundings radiating an extremely powerful aura domain.

“This…”

The sect bosses’ eyes widened.

Directly suppressing so many Martial Emperors unable to move—how strong must the aura domain be!

“People must have dreams, otherwise what’s the difference from salted fish!”

Jun Changxiao’s entire face almost merged into the array: “The Eternal Sect is the place for you to realize your dreams. What are you waiting for? Hurry and come…”

“Sect Master Jun.”

A voice came from behind: “That’s enough.”

“Wait for me to finish speaking…”

Jun Changxiao suddenly closed his mouth, then dejectedly descended, because the one appearing behind him was none other than City Lord Han!

From the radiating aura, he was definitely a Martial Saint.

Against this kind of powerhouse without relying on system items, Sect Master Jun definitely couldn’t provoke him.

“Swish!”

City Lord Han descended before Jun Changxiao, hands behind his back: “You all may go. I’ll watch Sect Master Jun.”

“Yes!”

The ten burly men disappeared.

Just like that, to prevent Jun Changxiao from advertising again, one of Falling Star Continent’s top powerhouses personally stood behind him.

“City Lord Han.”

Sect Master Jun said: “Do you have any children? Why not have them come to my Eternal Sect to cultivate? This seat guarantees to train them into paragons of heaven.”

City Lord Han had a good temperament.

If it were an irritable powerhouse, they would definitely press this guy’s face to the ground and rub it hard to see if they could wear down that thick skin!

…

The fourth round of duels continued, fought extremely brutally, because the sects that walked to this round all had very formidable cultivation!

The third-rate sects with Zhao Dazhuang and Jian Feiyun sitting in command successfully occupied two of the twelve final spots.

The Proud World Sacred Sect also cleanly and efficiently defeated their opponent.

Moreover.

Ao Wushuang was truly strong. From start to finish, he trampled opponents with a kingly attitude!

However, this guy’s death-courting ability was also very outstanding. Every time he passed before Ye Xingchen, he would display an arrogant and insufferable appearance.

“Defeating two first-rate sects successively—you do have some ability.”

Ao Wushuang stopped again, his smile slightly fierce: “But you’d better pray not to encounter the Proud World Sacred Sect in the next round. Otherwise, I’ll make you trash understand what absolute power means.”

Su Xiaomo and Li Fei’s brows furrowed tightly.

If they weren’t still participating in the Dragon-Tiger Championship, they would have long been unable to restrain themselves from taking action!

“Young Sect Master.”

A Proud World Sacred Sect disciple said: “Let’s go.”

Ao Wushuang flicked the black hair on his forehead, saying indifferently: “A bunch of trash. See you tomorrow.”

“Detestable!”

Su Xiaomo said angrily: “I really want to jump out and beat him up!”

“Don’t be impulsive,” Li Qingyang said.

Private fighting in the venue would definitely forfeit participation qualifications.

However, what surprised him somewhat was that Ye Xingchen standing beside remained calm throughout, as if he hadn’t heard the opponent’s mockery.

Could it be Night Junior Brother had a change of heart? No longer cared what others said?

No.

Ye Xingchen hadn’t had a change of heart.

His expressionless silence was merely because he was too lazy to acknowledge someone he had labeled as a ‘dead man.’

…

The next day.

Amidst everyone’s cheers, twelve sects entered the venue.

Among the sects that made this round, three were first-rate, two were third-rate, one was fifth-rate, and the remaining six sects were all second-rate.

“Please don’t draw the Eternal Sect!”

As the lottery ceremony began, sect disciple representatives all prayed, even first-rate sects were no exception.

Successively defeating the Great Evolution Sacred Sect and Heavenly Dipper Sacred Sect—no one believed the Eternal Sect relied on luck, but rather had true strength. Encountering them would definitely mean elimination!

“I’ll do it!”

When several sect disciples successively selected opponents and hadn’t drawn the Proud World Sacred Sect, Ye Xingchen stepped ahead of others, first arriving before the lottery box.

“Swish!”

Reaching in, pulling out.

“The Eternal Sect’s opponent is—” City Lord Han again drew out the long tone: “Iron Fist Gate!”

“Crack!”

Ye Xingchen directly crushed the token, his gaze unable to hide disappointed color.

“Whew!”

The sects not selected let out relieved breaths.

Iron Fist Gate was also considered a dark horse. Especially Zhao Dazhuang’s formidable strength. The two sects meeting in this round was undoubtedly what they most wished to see.

“The two participants with the strongest defensive performance finally meet!”

“It will definitely be spectacular!”

The audience didn’t care which sect ultimately won. They only cared whether Xiao Zuiji and Zhao Dazhuang could put on a spectacular battle!

“Junior Brother.”

Li Qingyang said: “Zhao Dazhuang is yours.”

“Mm.” Xiao Zuiji said.

That moment, his blood seemed to ignite. The thought of thirsting for battle surged to his mind.

Zhao Dazhuang had the same feeling.

So the two simultaneously looked toward each other, simultaneously walking toward the dueling platform. Two heavy auras gathered in the air, as if already engaging in advance collision.

The dueling platform.

The referee inquired: “Representatives of both sides, will it be one-on-one combat or all-out brawl?”

“One-on-one combat.”

Zhao Dazhuang said: “One match determines victory!”

“This…”

The referee looked toward Xiao Zuiji: “Does your sect agree?”

The Dragon-Tiger Championship was either a group fighting one-on-one matches or a group brawl. There was no rule for one match determining victory.

Of course, if someone proposed this playstyle and the other side didn’t object, the organizers would definitely acquiesce.

Xiao Zuiji turned back to look at his fellow sect members.

After getting the answer from their smiles, he said readily: “Agreed.”